happened,” I spoke more to myself.
“ Neither do I,” Daniel said. “Think of what could happen if you could control your powers.”
That’s exactly what I feared most.
Chapter Four
Several days had passes since my run in with Margot Peterson and I hadn’t seen Daniel, or the rest of his friends since. I was almost dreading running into him, not wanting to explain how I’d managed to break an indestructible sword. I also expected him to come looking for me, and not just to find out some answers. Maybe I was wrong about the fire I saw in his dark, blue eyes when he looked at me.
I took my sweet time walking to my first class of the day, though I told myself it was best not to see Daniel until I had some answers, I couldn’t make myself walk quickly. I nearly made it to math when a low, moaning stopped me short. It sounded like one of the bad singers auditioning for American Idol. That, or someone suffering from chronic food poisoning. I followed the noise to an empty classroom and pushed the door open a fraction.
Kirsten Glass sat in the corner and she appeared to have Tim Long beneath her. He let out another moan and I nearly died on the spot. It wasn’t bad singing or food poisoning then. The couple was taking the opportunity to…express their feelings for each other.
I was about to discreetly close the door behind me when I noticed something strange about the boy. He looked deathly pale and, though I know Kirsten is no lightweight, I didn’t think that accounted for how ill he looked.
I stepped in for a closer look just in time to see Tim’s entire body lift off the ground beneath her, and convulse for several minutes.
That’s when I noticed the sparks coming out of Kirsten’s fingers.
“Kirsten!” I shouted. “What are you doing to him?”
She turned to look at me and strange sparks danced in her eyes.
Tim bucked beneath her again in response to the sparks coming off her hand.
“Get away from him!” I didn’t know what she was doing to him, but I felt certain it wasn’t the romantic moment he’d been hoping for.
She pointed her finger and an explosion of electricity burst out at me. I barely managed to dodge the lightening bolt before she fired another my way. I stared at the place on my arm where the tattoo remained hidden beneath my shirt, willing it to kick into action. I managed to dodge another lightening bolt, and still my tattoo remained dormant.
I felt being shot by lightening would be a good time for me to exhibit powers, but it seemed my tattoo didn’t agree.
The next shot made contact, and I flew back against the wall, the current racing through my body as it exited through my shoulder felt like an explosion of fire bursting out of me. Kirsten walked toward me, her hair standing up around her head. Thin, silver slivers moved across her skin. Electricity sparked out, shooting toward the ceiling.
“Get out of here,” she suggested.
“No, Kirsten. Listen. I know you’re angry. Maybe you and Tim had an argument and things got out of hand,” I said, knowing how ordinary emotions can get out of control. “But he needs a doctor.” I looked at Tim lying completely motionless.
Kirsten unleashed a ball of lightening. We learned about these events in science class. Lightening balls are rare, so I guess should feel lucky. However, a large ball of lightening could kill, but so long as you avoided them they tended to fizzle out. Except this lightening ball only seemed to grow in size and given the way it followed me around the room, I guessed I was about to get some intense Electro Convulsive Therapy.
I dived under a table, scrambling between the chairs. Chairs made of metal, I realized, belatedly, before scrabbling out from under the table. Daniel might have a point about my not being very good at taking on supernatural enemies.
The ball of lightening, now the size of a small farm animal, came at my face and all I could think to do was raise my hands, that and close my